Biography of maria goodison
Hi i'm a little bit of everything I feel that life should be lived and there is more out there then what we can see.
I have borderline personality disorder i do not feel that this has stop me from writing it has giving me a different point of view to life and the thing that go on in it.
I believe in past life, and that we all meet people that we new from a past life, some are good and as always some are not.
I try to live a full life with no hold back but this is not always easy.
I hope that in some way my poem's and story's can help another person life.
If you would like to talk to me more then I am on kik and would be awesome to talk to other people.darkmind32 your more then welcome to add me.
maria goodison's Works:
I don't have any yet but hoping that someday I will.
maria goodison Poems
I Miss You
I walked past your flat today and almost knocked on the door. I thought I heard your voice and hoped to turn to see your face. I almost called you on the phone, then remembered you would not pick up at all.
Mother said I have to let things go and call you father, daddy or dad. The anger swells within me so at having to think your the one
Let It Be Calm
Play a song for me so I can enjoy dancing free. Open the door so I can breathe and make the bread to eat.
Sadness Fills The Room
She sits as the sadness fill the room, unable to stop the tears that haunt her so. She stays still and hopes that no one will come ask her how she feels.
I crave your darkness like no other, a home that has been lost to me. My mind crys for your weakness and screams for all your pain.
A grand boat slides through the grey mist with no sound at all. Souls that have once been, wait for the boatman to arrive.
You must take me for a fool, if you think I do not know. To think that I would never find out.
I should have carried on and walked away and never stayed for that drink. Never laughed at your jokes and slapped that smile from your face.
At My Feet
The vampires start licking at my feet looking for something nice to eat. Just to my side are red skulls looking for something that they can not hold.
All under the covers, safe and sound I started to wonder at it all. All the things we say and do,
Now I know who I am this world will not change me. Now I can feel this body living you will not keep it any longer.
Politics, religion, all the same lies. All the same people climbing this world for all the same highs. One tell us to hug, the other to fight,
This Old Town
Coming back to this old town and thinking like i do. It's been a long time going down this street.
Be Strong If You Can.
Be a strong man when you can, be a man that is strong I know you can. Stand tall so all can see that you are still wiling to be there beats the rocks until they break and crumble turn
I could do without this head.
To take off and discard it.
I could cope without the multitude
running around my mind.
I could deal with having some space,
to spend a few and unwind.
I could sleep if I stopped the drugs I do.
I could talk if I was not worried to.